A critique of modern life based on common idioms and expressions.
"Liar, liar, White House on fire
How do you figure a head?
Thin skinned, loose lips, 
Shoot from the hip,
Speaks out of his...FARCE

Cos, Donald I ain't with you 1000%,
Cos, the grass is always greener, 
on the other side of your god damn wall.
In need of a change of climate
If you can't shoot straight, you don't get a gun!

Words With Donald (Loose Lips Sink Ships)

Chorus
All I’ve learnt from NYC is that cities built in blocks are OK by me.
I have a healthy admiration for the Statue of Liberty,
She’s just a simple torch of hope in the darkness by the sea,
And that is all that I want America to be,
Not the darling who wants to set everybody free.
That is all that hope was ever meant to be.

Now I’m home from NYC I’m surrounded by Yankee imagery,
Adorning the Great British non-baseball watching fraternity.

NYC (2006)

Chorus 
Liberty stands with her back to the land
Her message of hope isn't yours to command
With freedom's light held up in her hand
Gonna throw off the chains that hold us down,
Take hold of the dreams that she holds out.
Liberty still stands
Liberty still stands
Liberty still stands

Liberty Stands

1.
The sun shone red / in a smoke filled sky
Bodies everywhere / am I dead or alive
Their voices call me / from distant graves
All restless spirits / Poppy Day again

2.
Heaven's tears fall / on a great charade
Little red flowers / neat and tidy graves
Blow wind and rain / wash them all away
The meaning's gone / forgotten today


CHORUS
Blood cries out, from the rocks and the dirt
Blood cries out, and it's got to be heard
It cannot be silenced, can't be denied
By history re-written or national pride
But blood cries out to be heard, so much blood
And blood cries out to be heard, so much blood

3.
You call this Peace / but it ain't no end
The same old story / round and round again
Hypocrites and schemers / powerful friends
Make war together / play the Great Game

(Chorus)

BRIDGE 
And you talk about blood, like a debt to be paid
You stoke up a furnace of fear and hate
And always with tears, yes, blood, sweat and tears
To keep this old war going year after year. 
Gotta keep butchering those daughters and sons
You say it's essential, it's got to be done
We can see you don't care, it's all profit and loss
When death's written off as acceptable cost

(Chorus)

Joueurs de luxe